You are my Angel
Fly among the clouds are gray
Your wing are the silk
Your ayes are the morning star
You are my moon
You give the rays of darkness
within the murk
For those who need
Dim light you will
You are my flower in the Garden
Anyone can look at her
But the only beetles that knows
Because it has been sucking up
honey
Love is the beauty of mortal
Your voice is the rhythm of hypocrisy
Decorate the aridity of your
souls
In every heart beats you
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